Note:

-Just so you are aware a head of time. My oc is from a completely different country across the sea. It is further than the undying lands and unrecorded on nearly every map. It is a land that no one from Middle Earth would have known existed and likewise no one from the other. Also I'm mixing a lot of different cultures throughout history in one to make her kingdom. Mostly you will see India and Greece but there may be hints of other things as the story goes on.

-Also this is after the War of the Ring; most of the elves have left but few colonies do remain in Middle Earth. Oh and I'm sorry if the Greek is off (yes that will be mostly the language she uses) I do not know the language and I'm using a translator.

Chapter One - The Moon

They sailed across the waters towards an unknown land to them. They had precious cargo within their ship; she was heavily guarded in the lower regions of the ship. They were on the run for weeks until they managed to lose those who pursued them. Her arms were bound behind her back while her legs were tied together at her ankles, and her sword was taken from her. She had been gagged after the fifth man she injured by purely biting them hard enough. Her light, almost white blonde hair was braided down to her mid back and hung loose; bits of hair had fallen out in various places. Her dress was a light and faded sky blue that came over the top of one shoulder then draped down her back. Loose rope hung on her waist were her sword was held previously.

Her grey eyes sharply glared towards the door that she knew her captors were outside of. For hours she was slowly working on loosening the rope that bound her wrists together, once that was loose enough she would work on the rope around her ankles. She glanced towards the window on the side of the ship and saw a sight she hadn't seen in weeks; land. A spark lit inside the woman and she managed to loosen the rope that laid on her hands. Next she worked on her ankles and without meaning to the rope slid off of her. She mentally scolded herself for the action. There was a sound at the door and her head snapped up and in a quick motion she moved her legs behind her and leaned on one side to hide the fact she untied them. The door opened and one of the crew of the ship walked in.

«Ξεκιναμε συντομα. Και μη κανεις καμια ανοησια, αλλιως θα το μετανοιωσεις» (we head out soon. Do not cause trouble or you will be sorry). The man didn't even notice the rope that now laid on the ground as he shut the door. The woman let the rope on her hands fall and took the gag out of her mouth and tossed it aside. She slid quietly off the bed and the bangles on her wrists clunk slightly as she walked. She moved close to the window and glanced out. Once they got closer someone would come to retrieve her and then she would strike as quietly and unnoticed for as long as she could.

As she predicted the door opened about fifteen minutes later as they were approaching the land; by now a small forest could be seen as well as grass lands. She would make for the forests to take cover there and continue on foot. She must find out where she was in order to return to her homeland. The women stood behind the door and heard the sailor who came to collect her curse as he ran deeper into the room. He turned to run out but she shut the door and pounced on the unsuspecting victim. He had little time to react before she wrapped a rope around his neck and pulled; choking him slightly.

«Που το εχουν?» (Where have they taken it?) She asked, the man tried to get freed from the rope but she tightened it around his neck and choked him a little more.

«Π-Που εχουν π-ποιο?» (T-Taken what?) The sailor struggled to answer.

«Το σπαθι μου, αν εκτιμας τη ζωη σου θα μιλησεις αυτην τη στιγμη.» (My sword, if you value your life you will tell me now.)

«Δεν ξερω τιπιτα για τ-»(I know nothing of your-) She growled lowly and tightened the rope a bit more and saw him struggle some more in an attempt to break her hold on the rope.

«Αν συνεχισεις να μου λες ψεματα, θα συναντησεις το Θεο του κατω κοσμου νωριτερα απ' ο,τι υπολογιζες!» (If you continue to lie you will meet the god of the underworld sooner than you wish!)

«Στα δωματια του καπετανιου... Σε παρακαλω, τουλαχιστον χαλαρωσε-» (The captains private quarters... Please loosen-) She did not given him time to finish his plea. She withdrew the rope from his neck and quickly tied his hands behind his neck and shoved him down onto the bed.

«Η φυλακισμενη το εσκ-» (The prisoner is-) She knocked out the sailor before he could say another word; but it was already too late for that. Two more men barged in. They shouted something she didn't catch and ran at her. The first one she managed to kick into a wardrobe, however the second dodged her kick and grabbed her around her arms and lifted her up; squeezing her in the process. She saw black dots begin to form in her vision and threw her head back right into his nose. With a satsifying crunch and a howl of pain she was dropped onto the ground.

The fair haired girl took in a sharp intake of breath and then kicked the legs out from under the sailor who was squeezing her into unconsciousness moments before. She saw the man fall back and hit his head on the frame of the bed; that was purely luck on her side, and she planned to use up that luck as much as possible. The second sailor came at her with his fists raised and she met him in a fist fight. Granted she pulled some unfair and dirty moves but she won and that was what she cared most for.

The women rose and quietly walked out of the room, she stuck to the shadowed sides of the ship. She wanted to remain as unnoticed as possible. Then she saw the stairs that lead to the third level, second level, and deck of the ship. She hurried up the steps to the third level she quietly took out three men one by one and then started up the next set of stairs. She stopped when she heard two men talking on the second while everyone else was on the deck. She went back to one of the sailors she knocked out on the third floor and pushed him down the stairs leading to the fourth level.

She quickly grabbed a wooden plank and ran behind the stairs and moments later the two from upstairs ran down. She came out and swung her plank and hit the both of them in the back of the head and they hit the ground with a thud. She continued up to the second floor and took a deep breath. She needed to get to the captains quarters to retrieve her sword; it was precious to her and she couldn't bare to leave it... But there was a good chance she would be recaptured. She took a calming breath and looked down the stairs one more time then ran up the final set to the deck.

For a brief minute she had surprise on her side and used it to her advantage to disarm and knock out a few of the sailors who kidnapped her. The plank was heavy but her blood was pumping quickly through her veins and she found the strength she never knew she had to swing, hit, and shield herself. But that strength was beginning to fail and she threw her plank onto a few men and picked up a disgarded sword. She had knocked out seventeen men including those downstairs and at least twenty more still were well and fighting. Soon they were ganging up on her an she made a run for the captain's quarters as he was coming down from the upper deck. A dagger whizzed past her and cut her arm. She instictually grabbed her arm and ran faster. A sword came down in front of her and nearly sliced her neck; but she jumped to the side and out of the way.

«Ανοητοι! Τη χρειαζομαστε ζωντανη!» (Idiots! She is needed alive!) The captain yelled angrily as she went into his quarters and shut the door behind her and locked it. She pushed his desk in front of the doors as they began breaking the class. A few stray shards cut her but at the moment she could care less. The brunette searched wildly until she found her prized sword. The hilt was a greyish blue and was long with blue fabric wrapped around it, the blade was silver and at the top near the hilt there were carvings for about an inch. It was a long sword and it always served her well. She placed her sword in it's sheath and then tied it into the ropes of her dress. She turned and saw that sailors were beginning to climb through broken glass windows.

She stepped back and saw a window that lead to the outside of the ship above the water. She opened it and was small enough to slip through it and hold onto the edge of the boat. She was slow beginning to move across the back of the boat when an arm reached out of the window to try and grab a hold of her. She lost her holding and fell back down into the sea. The salt water burned her cuts and she let out the puff of air she was holding and resurfaced. She coughed and her eyes teared up, but she could not give into pain right now. She began swimming no matter how much her limps were protesting and went under the water a few times so that the sailors would loose sight of her.

It took her at least fifteen minutes but she got to the land. The ship was still a bit out and sailors were in life boats searching for her. She looked back at them for a moment and then ran within the forest. If they didn't already know she was on land they would soon enough. Her legs and arms burned from the cuts as well as being over worked when she was mostly sitting around for three weeks. She willed herself to keep running no matter how blurry her vision was becoming. Eventually her running slowed to a jog and time seemed to fast forward. She didn't know where she was headed but anywhere away from the harbor would suffice for now. The sun was setting and night fell upon the forest.

Her jog slowed to a walk and she looked up at the sky and barely saw the moon through the thick branches. Her vision was becoming more hazy and the pain dulled into an ache. She stared at the moon and sent up a silent prayer up to her namesake in the heavens as she collapsed onto the forest floor. Her body was refusing to listen to her commands and her vision darkened as she saw hooves approaching her. There were voices who seemed far away and light; she could not hear what they were saying and soon her entire world became dark.

Note:

-I hope you all liked this chapter. Also I didn't say what her name was on purpose, If you are curious you will find out in the next chapter. I'll give you a hint it relates to the moon. Also, in case anyone was unsure the cover picture is suppose to be what she looks like. Please review, follow, and favorite!